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Previously, on Allegiance...

What if we didn't
have to be a secret?

Well, we could go to jail.

- Have a nice flight.
- Thanks.

Wait. Where are you going?

Uh... heading to Calgary.

Just some loose ends
at the Calgary CFPC.

The CFPC
is digitizing their archives.

- A.I.?
- Confirmation bias on steroids.

So, basically,
a high-tech version of carding?

The Assistant Commissioner
is gunning hard for it.

I don't see a loser.
I see someone who's angry.

Get on your knees! Now!

Okay, okay.

Subject is down.
Threat has been neutralized.

What's your take?

Was the use of force justified?

I trust her judgement.

Going to... Nationals!

Ajay! Ajay!

Ajay! Ajay! Ajay!

- Ajay!
- Boys! Boys.

All right.
Grab a seat. Grab a seat.

Well done, well done.

Good job.

We've done our victory laps...

taken all the photos,

and our fans have gone home
proud tonight...

and now it's just us...

and it's this feeling...

...this feeling right here--

this is what
I want you to remember.

This is reason
why we play the game.

I know it hasn't been easy.

We've been through a lot...

but the only people who matter

are those in this room,
right here, right now.

And now--

We're going to... Nationals!

Yeah! You son of a bitch!

You did it!

What'd I tell you?

I told you I'd get us there,
Eugene, I told you!

- Where's my Champagne?
- What Champagne?

The bottles
I put under the bench!

You put Champagne bottles
under the bench?

Are you friggin' nuts?

Yeah!

Yes! Yes!

Stay here.

Eugene!

I know that was difficult.

The C.I.U.--
they're just doing their job,

and, uh, now they know,
you were doing yours.

Well, what does that mean--
"conditional" return to duty?

Well, means that their
final decision is still pending,

but you passed your psych eval--
you can return to work.

I've been in your position.

I know that means nothing,
because,

when you're in it, you feel
like you're the only one,

but, uh...

these things can linger.

They change you.

Sometimes,
in ways you don't expect.

Anyway, we're all with you--
you did everything right.

I'll go and finish up.
I'll see you downstairs.

Yes, sir.

All right.

Sab?

Must've been
a long week at home.

I mean, I hope you didn't try
to cook for yourself again.

Don't worry, the ceiling's
not permanently damaged.

So are you...?

Cleared, conditionally.
You didn't know that?

They kept me in the dark.

Obviously, uh,
conflict of interest.

Yeah. Right.

Can I do any--?

No. I'm-- I'm good.

W-- You sure?

Because, if you want--

Ish, I'm fine,

and I'm officially
back on the clock,

- so I should--
- Yeah, yeah. No, I just...

I'll see you later.

Hey.

Hey.

Thank you.

Yeah, no problem.

No, I mean...

thank you.

You had my back.

I was at that game.

My mom
was a season-ticket holder.

She used to drag me and Ish
here every weekend.

I didn't take you
for a hockey girl.

Well, we mostly just played tag
while she yelled at the refs.

She was the one
who loved hockey.

- Ah, I hate hockey.
- Aww...

what hockey player
broke your heart?

You know, I bet this guy
just coasted through life.

Must be nice not having
to work hard at anything,

just 'cause
you're good at hockey.

Oh, that's Grant Baxter.

He put Surrey on the map
when he got drafted.

You don't get to that level
without hard work.

She's right.

That kid was a star.

"Was"?

Yeah, he flamed out.

He couldn't
handle the spotlight.

I'll take you to the scene.

The victim
is Eugene Guhnderson.

Single gunshot wound
to the back,

between the shoulders.

He was the team owner.

Sell-out crowd?

Yeah, it was a packed barn,

but the gunshot was heard
40 minutes after the game ended,

so most of the fans
had filtered out.

And the players?

Well, the road team
got back on the bus quick,

but the home team
continued the party

in their dressing room,
where...

Coach Chris Amherst
told 'em to stay put

when they heard the shots.

He found the body,
he called it in.

I got officers getting
statements from the players now.

Any other potential witnesses?

Yeah, I got 4 parents,
11 fans, 3 staffers--

all were in various spots
around the rink,

but no one saw the shooter.

So, he's standing here
when he gets shot...

falls forward--

The trajectory is...

Yeah, I already
searched the press box.

There's nothing up there.

There it is.

Rifle shell casing.

Hell of a shot from here.

Shooter could be
a marksman of some kind.

Well, they could've
hidden up there...

taken the shot...

Could've ran down the steps
and took off out the doors.

And then the casing fell here.

Sohal?

Let's get this to Ballistics.

Do GSR tests on everybody here.

Come on.

We gotta go talk to the coach.

Yeah.

Do you know if anyone was upset
with Eugene?

Had any issues with him?

No.

Was he acting
differently lately--

anything out of the ordinary?

Eugene was Eugene--

full of life, high energy.

I don't know
who would want to kill him--

especially now.

Now?

We just won Provincials.

We're heading to Nationals
next week.

And what was your relationship
with him like?

Was he putting pressure on you
to get to Nationals?

No, nothing like that.

He let me coach the team
how I wanted.

Eugene handled
the business side,

- and kept the crazies at bay.
- Like crazy parents?

And fans.

Did you see the suspect?

If I saw the shooter,
he'd be down for the count.

All right?
Man's got real lucky.

Yeah. We found Ricky
hiding under the desk.

What were you doing
in Eugene's office?

We just took Provincials!

We were gonna go celebrate.

Does Eugene often
party with fans,

or just the ones
who bring the party goods?

Hey, bud?

You missed a spot.

Were you here
to sell to Eugene?

Who do you
get your stuff from, Ricky?

I ain't saying nothing.

Look, buddy, the more you talk,
the better off you'll be.

Otherwise, we'll have no choice

but to take you in as a suspect
for murder.

Yo!

I didn't kill nobody. Damn.

Eugene just owed me some cash.
That's it.

Yeah, and if he don't pay,
you gotta send a message--

ain't that right, Ricky?

I want a lawyer,
if we keep talking.

Test Ricky for gunshot residue
and bring him in.

Okay. Let's go, pal.

Let's go.

I don't think Ricky could
sit still for a minute,

let alone shoot a target
an ice rink away.

Well, Coach Chris said
that Eugene was "high energy".

Lot of cocaine use
in hockey circles.

Maybe he got involved
in organized crime?

- You're thinking it was a hit?
- It could be.

Got a shooter who hit a target
from a long distance,

no witnesses,

and they knew how
to disappear right after.

Guy owned a hockey team.

Shouldn't he be able to pay
for a habit like that?

Junior hockey's
not like pro sports.

It's a miracle to break even.

All right. Let's, uh,
let's check the team books.

See where the money went.

Morning.

Looks like our victim
was old-school.

Kept all the team's accounting
on paper.

What?

Look, I know,

but if I took more time off,
I'd just...

You'd... start knitting?

Yeah, you're right.

We need to see how much money
the team was making,

and if Eugene was spending on
anything he shouldn't have been.

What do we have
on the owner so far?

Uh...

"Eugene Guhnderson".

He grew up in Surrey,

worked for an investment firm
in Sweden,

and then he moved back to buy
the local team a few years ago.

He has no partner, no kids.

His next of kin is a brother,

but we've confirmed
that he's still in Pittsburgh.

Rules out family.

But look what I did find...

This is just one of
the many photos

he took of his new car,

purchased a few months ago.

He still work for that firm?

No, not since
he bought the team.

I thought you said
junior hockey wasn't a cash cow?

Well, it's not,
but it's cash--

box office, merch, concession.

He could be laundering money?

Well, keeping
everything offline helps.

I'll work with Fraud on these.

How's the gun search going?

Uh, there are hundreds
of registered rifle owners

in Surrey alone.

I'm checking names

against anyone
in Eugene's circle.

That could be
a pretty big circle.

Players, family,

suppliers, sponsors...

Cross-reference

with anyone who has
a hunting license.

Our suspect's an expert shot.

Okay.

Wow. Look who owns that rifle
and has a hunting license.

I was at the range
Wednesday night,

but it's been
locked up ever since.

You coached Grant Baxter?

Oh, yeah.

Grant was one of the first kids
I ever worked with.

I remember
watching him play.

Such a beautiful player,
wasn't he?

Sir?

Your gun cabinet?

Right.

I had it.
I-It was right there.

Someone must've stolen it.

Was anyone home
during the game?

No. Uh, no one--
my wife and daughter have

- been on the island all week.
- Well, you said

you locked it up
Wednesday night.

Who's been down here since?

I don't know.
Could've been anyone.

Anyone?

Yeah, we have the boys
over here a lot.

We have barbecues
with the parents.

Ever our coaches' meetings
are held down here.

Everyone's welcome
any time they want.

Do you have
any security cameras?

This is a safe neighbourhood.

No sign of a break-in.

Anyone outside the family
have a key to the house?

Yeah, I leave one
under a plant outside.

Some of the older boys,
if they're out drinking,

I told 'em
they could sleep here,

so they don't drive home.

Any of them
have issues with Eugene?

I don't know.

That gun's out there,

and this open-door policy
makes everyone a suspect.

Chris said
he had the staff over

for a film session
last night?

Yeah. Coach always invites us,
even the water boys,

so that we can learn systems,
plays, break-outs.

He knows
that we all wanna move up.

I don't wanna be
Equipment Manager forever.

Has Eugene ever
denied you a promotion?

I don't think any of us expected
a promotion.

I mean, we're all basically
volunteering at this point.

You haven't been paid?

Sometimes, he'd ask me

to get his rifle for him
on the way to the range,

but we haven't gone in a while.

Any players ever tag along

when you and Coach
went to the range?

Rarely.

Those boys
couldn't hit the ocean

if they fell out of a boat.

What were your billet players
doing at his house yesterday?

They were hungry.

You have any idea
how much hockey players eat?

As billet parents,

aren't all your meals
covered by the team?

Well, that would've been
a question for Eugene.

Typically,
we get new gear every year--

sticks, gloves,
even custom trackies,

but, this year,

we're still wearing
the old ones.

We gave back some of our pay
to get new stuff,

but we never got it.

We make it work...

but it's hard to feed the boys

when we're only getting
half our usual stipend.

We had a fundraiser
before the season--

even reached our goal,

but Eugene never
shared the money with us.

Do you know of anyone else

who had financial issues
with Eugene?

Well...

You're damn right
I smashed his windshield.

He stole my money.

Okay. Eugene, he holds
this parents' meeting, right?

Telling us about this showcase
tournament in New York.

You wanted your son to play
in front of the American scouts?

Well, a chance to play Div One?

Who wouldn't want that
for their son?

But Eugene says
they can't afford it,

so I wrote him a cheque
for the whole thing,

then I get back from
a business trip,

my son says
they never even went.

Next thing I know,

I see Eugene
driving that car around.

You thought Eugene used
your money to buy his car?

Maybe.

But I know it went to fixing
that windshield,

that's for sure.

Why didn't you just talk
to Eugene about this?

Didn't make a difference
on the ice.

I didn't want
to rock the boat.

I let it go.

We were winning.

- We were winning!
- We were winning.

Well, pretty much everyone
who had access to Coach's gun

had financial issues
with Eugene.

They never did anything,

because God forbid

anyone speak up
while the team was winning.

What about alibis?

We're looking into them
as we speak.

Get anything from the GSR tests?

Negative.
Everyone at the rink was clean,

unless the shooter
was wearing gloves.

Do we have any idea
where all the money went?

"Guhnderson International".

Turns out Eugene started
his own investment firm

a year ago,

and, boy,
did they have a rough start.

They amassed a ton of debt--

they made some risky moves,
but then...

he's suddenly back in black.

Cash flush again,
as of a few months ago.

We thinking he was
taking money from the team,

putting it back into
his own company?

That dad we spoke to

thinks Eugene
bought that car with his money.

It's possible motive.

He was break-a-windshield
pissed,

not "murder" pissed.

He was riding this community's
love of winning,

and robbing them blind.

He was a con man.

With a coke habit.

Remember Ricky--
his dealer from the rink?

What if Eugene
owed Ricky's guys,

and they took him out
to send a message?

No, no, no.
He was good on that.

There's a literally
an entire column

labelled "Ricky".

He was on payroll
as a "personal assistant".

Yeah, only missing payment
was for today.

Everything else was topped up.

Even if he was involved
in organized crime,

they wouldn't need to use
the coach's rifle.

If that's our murder weapon,

the suspect had to have had
access to his house.

No one on this team
has a "C" on their jersey.

Where's their captain?

And who are the other
assistants on the team?

Ajay?

Yeah, it's, uh,
me, Lucas, and Brandon,

and...

we've been the Assistants
all year.

Ajay should be the captain.

He's the best player!

Did you have
a team captain at all?

Yeah, Benji.

He's our best player, Dad.

How many times
do I tell you, puth?

You have the most goals,
so you're the best player.

Well, the best player
isn't always the one

who scores the most goals.
Right, Ajay?

So why was
Benji the best player?

He was our leader.

Always put the team first.

Knew how to find guys
on the ice,

and I wouldn't have scored
any of those goals without him.

So why didn't he play
in the final game?

Because he was a cheater!

Dad, don't.

We have to tell her
the truth!

Benji was cut from the team.

When did this happen?

A month ago.
It hurt us both.

We've known him for years.

He used to spend summers
in my home,

training with Ajay.

Well, what did Benji do?

Steroids.

The worst thing.

I've always told Ajay,

"If you want to win,
win right."

You cheat,
you will always be a loser,

no matter what.

Dad, Benji's not a loser.

Did you know
that Benji was doing steroids?

Hai!

Ajay wouldn't even know
what they looked like.

He does not need to cheat.

We come from a line
of strong Punjabi men.

Was Benji upset
when he was cut?

Yeah.

Do you know
if Benji had any idea

where Coach kept the key
for the gun cabinet?

Everyone knew
it was in the drawer.

Can I use the washroom?

Yeah, of course.

Just outside the door,
to the right.

Thanks.

Did Eugene have anything to do
with Benji being cut?

He was the one who did it.

He had to.

Benji could've brought down
the whole team with what he did.

Uncle, how do you know
so much about hockey?

Hai!
Me? I know nothing.

I don't know the difference
between offside and icing.

Anything! I don't know.

But Ajay...

oh, obsessed since he was born.

Day and night,
hockey on the TV!

You try to turn it off,
he starts crying.

My own mother
couldn't watch her own dramas

because Ajay was
watching so much hockey.

All he ever wanted
was to play for Surrey--

to be Grant Baxter,

so I said,

whoever coached him,

that man
is going to coach my son--

even if it means
more shifts in my taxi,

I'll do it,

and I got Ajay
private lessons with Coach Chris

since he was a boy.

And look at him now, hey?

My son!
Number one player in Surrey.

He's lucky to have you.

Oh... thank you.

You celebrate a little too hard
last night?

Yeah.

Hey.

Spoke to the other Assistants.

Their captain
was cut for steroid use.

Yeah, same story
I got from Ajay,

and his dad confirmed
that it was Eugene's decision.

I found Benji's plane ticket

back to Swift Current,
Saskatchewan,

and the date lines up
with when he was cut.

Gillian, does Benji
have a hunting license?

Yes, he does.

Could Benji be our killer?

Benji was in
his last year of hockey.

He was slowing down.

Guys like him would do anything

to keep the dream
of going to Nationals alive.

So that's where
the steroid use starts?

Exactly.

He takes P.E.D.s,
test boosters, tren--

they work,
team starts winning again...

Then he's caught by the owner?

Yeah, he's labeled a cheater,

and his entire career
is over just like that.

And according
to the other Assistant Captains,

the team
turned its back on him.

Benji loses his dream,

and his teammates,
in one fell swoop.

And Eugene took that from him.

And then the side effects
of the steroids kick in--

high levels of anxiety,
suicidal tendencies,

increased agitation,
and rage.

Okay, so we got
a skilled marksman

in a severely affected
mental state,

with a vendetta against
the man who ended his dream.

What about his whereabouts
at the time of the murder?

Well, we know he's not
in Swift Current anymore.

According to his mom,

he hopped in his truck
and went hunting three days ago.

No one's seen him since.

Okay.

All right! Listen up!

Our shooter-at-large
is Benjamin Clark!

Six-foot, heavy build.
Presumed armed and dangerous.

Proceed with caution.

I want checkpoints
in and out of Surrey--

Highways 1, 17, and 99.

We need a B.O.L.O. on
a red Ford F-100 pick-up truck.

Saskatchewan plates-- Sierra-
Romeo-five-Victor-seven-eight.

Good work. Get out there
and find this guy,

and bring him in.

Benji may have been
abandoned by his team,

but I know one player who still
considers him his captain.

Ajay, have you been

in contact with Benji
since he's been cut?

We think Benji might be
back in town.

What?

I... I texted him
after he went home,

but he never responded.

Is Benji okay?

We're trying to find out.

Did anything go down
after Eugene cut him?

Eugene never cut Benji.

Coach did.

What? What-- how do you know?

'Cause I was there
when it happened.

I was running late to practice,

and I saw Benji
in Coach's office,

and I couldn't hear
what Benji was saying, but...

when he left,
he slammed Coach's door so hard,

I thought he broke it,

and then Coach
just told the team

Eugene just cut Benji,

but Eugene wasn't even there.

And you have no idea
what the argument was about?

No.

Was it about steroids?

No! Benji never
would've cheated.

Okay? He wouldn't
hurt the team like that.

He protected us.

And you never
told anyone about this?

Coach didn't want
anyone talking about Benji.

So the team moved on.

Why would Benji
go after Eugene,

if Chris is the one
who ended his career?

Can we trust Ajay's story?

They're best friends--
he's obviously biased.

But I'm with you.
We need to hear Chris's side.

I'll call him.

It's voicemail.

Hi, Chris.
It's Detective Kalaini.

Call me back
as soon as you get this.

Hey, Zak.

Yeah?

Remember the team's
equipment manager?

Yeah?

She said they all
wear the same tracksuit?

Can you tell those two apart?

Now imagine being
across an ice rink...

What if Benji shot Eugene

because he looked like
Coach Chris from a distance?

We need to find Chris!

Gillian,
we need to find Chris.

We think
that he was Benji's target,

and not Eugene.

What? How?

It was Chris
who cut Benji from the team.

He might've shot at Eugene

because they were wearing
the same tracksuit.

I'll track his phone.

His cell's pinging off towers
in South Surrey.

He's by Morgan Creek.

- Hello?
- Chris!

Where are you right now?
We need to talk to you.

It's about Eugene.

No, please! Please, no!

- Please, no!
- Put the gun down!

Put the gun down! Now!

Now! Drop your weapon!
Do it now!

Tell them what you did!

Shoot him! Shoot him!

- Drop your weapon!
- Tell them!

Do it now!

Tell them the truth!

Benji!

I want to know the truth.

I want to know
what made you do this.

I want to know what happened.

But if you shoot him now...

then no one will ever know
what he did!

I understand
you declined a lawyer.

Is that right, Benji?

You wanted your coach

to tell us something
back in the alley.

Any reason why you can't
tell us yourself?

Well, here's
what I can tell you.

We know this was your last year
of junior hockey.

You were playing
with your best friend, Ajay,

on a team
that was going to Nationals.

All those hours in the gym,

all those practices
first thing in the morning--

it would've all been worth it,

and then...

you got cut,

and the dream was over.

It's no wonder
you wanted revenge on Eugene.

I didn't mean
to shoot Mr. Guhnderson.

But you did, Benji.

You killed him.

The bullet in Eugene

matched the one
you fired at Chris.

You stole his gun,

because you knew how many people
had access to it,

and that it wouldn't
lead back to you.

- No. No.
- You planned to kill Eugene!

No, I didn't

I-- I thought--

You thought
it was someone else?

From where you were standing,

they looked the same,
didn't they?

Same toque,
same tracksuit?

I thought it was Coach Chris.

So, you knew
you killed the wrong man,

and you still came back.

Why, Benji?

I wasn't, uh...

I wasn't strong enough.

Are you
talking about the steroids?

No.

I-I-- I wouldn't do that
to my team.

Those are my guys,
and I--

I let 'em down.

I let him-- down.

You have him.
Keep going.

I had this partner...

back in Calgary.

Guy was a legend.

I thought I was lucky
to be on his team.

And then this one rookie
joined the force--

kid was tiny,

but he wanted to be a cop
more than anything.

It was his dream...

...and my partner
made it his nightmare.

I mean, it started
as initiation, you know?

"Get me a coffee."
"Clean my uniform."

Then he started backhanding him
when he made a mistake...

calling him "runt".

And I watched as this rookie
got smaller and smaller...

...but my partner
had all the power.

All the respect.

So I stayed quiet.

And I thought to myself,

"Am I a coward?"

And they're weak.

Then one day,

my partner called
for his "Runt"

and got me instead.

And we got into it.

The next thing you know,

we're on the ground, swinging.

Guys were trying to separate us,
but...

I couldn't stop,

because every time
I looked down at him...

...I just saw my own face.

I let that rookie down.

I was...

I was supposed to protect him.

Protect who?

"He protected us."

Mr. Grewal...
thank you for coming.

What's going on?
I'm still on shift.

Dad...

can you sit down?

I wanted you to be here.

Sometimes...

...after practice,

Coach would make me
run stairs alone.

And I'd be so tired,

I could barely stand...

and he'd stretch me out.

Then he'd...

like...

massage me.

He'd start on my legs
and his h...

hands would, uh--

I just, uh...

I-I couldn't do anything.

I couldn't think.
I couldn't breathe.

I just froze.

But Coach would just keep going.

When did this start, Ajay?

When I started getting
private lessons from him.

Did anyone else
on the team know?

I'd room with Benji
on the road,

at tournaments...

...but I'd always
wait till he was asleep...

...before I had to go
to Coach's room.

I was never asleep.

Ajay w-would come back, um...

I'd just hear him crying.

He'd cry all night...

and I never said a thing.

Um...

I, uh, I-I started
to hate the game--

hate hockey.

I'd get sick.

I wanted to quit playing,

but I thought winning
would just make it go away.

No, winning made it worse.

I knew
we'd make Nationals.

It'd be another road trip
and...

I-I went to Coach,
and I told him, uh--

...I told him I knew
what he was doing to Ajay.

And he said, uh...

"Who's gonna believe you?"

And Coach knew every scout--

pro and college--
he could just end my career.

By the time
I'd gotten back to my billet's,

Coach had told everyone
I was a cheater.

He turned them against me,

and then I was on a plane home!

And Ajay was...

Ajay was still with him.

I know
how much my dad sacrificed

just to get me this far.

I couldn't
let Coach take that away.

So you kept this a secret?

How you holding up?

I'm okay.

Can't imagine
what you've been going through,

with this case...

with the last one.

How'd it go in there?

I've been
over both statements...

but I'm not confident.

You heard what he did to Ajay.

Yes, but I'm not the only one
that needs to hear it.

The system also uses
physical evidence

for sexual assault cases.

Without it,

the Crown may have to rely
solely on their statements.

The defense is gonna make them
go over it again and again.

Every word will be scrutinized,

and the way these cases
are handled...

it can potentially
re-trigger a victim

to the point where
they drop the case altogether.

They're not "victims".
They're survivors.

You're right.

But in this particular case...

all we have are two players,

one of whom
is going away for murder,

against a man

with an exceptional
20-year record of coaching.

I'm sorry.

I wish it were different,

but without more evidence,
this may not go their way.

You don't just
become a predator

20 years into coaching.

There's no way
that Ajay's the only one.

Are you sure
this is the right place?

Last-known work address.

All right.
Thanks, Gillian.

Grant Baxter?

Can I help you?

You were my mom's
favourite hockey player.

Sorry. Think you must have me
confused with someone else.

Grant?

There are a lot of kids
in Surrey

who play hockey
because of you--

I don't care about hockey.

...Who love the game
because of you.

Please, leave me alone.

And those kids,
they need you now.

Grant, please.

I want to talk to you
about Coach Chris.

What am I still doing here?

Benji was pointing a gun
at me, remember?

Turn around.

Hands behind your back.

Turn around!

He was this tall--

my son...

...his head
barely above my knee.

He was begging me to get him
a hockey stick for his birthday.

He was so happy when I got him
that hockey stick.

He slept with it.

Took it to school.

He even took it to India
when we went.

Tch.

15 years,
Ajay's been playing.

15 years, and I never once
missed a game.

Never!

But somehow...

...I missed this.

Ajay.

You didn't let me down. Okay?

You didn't.

I'm so sorry, man.

Hey. Did you do this

because you thought
I could never stand up to him?

No.

I did it because
I knew one day you would,

and that would destroy
everything you worked for.

Couldn't let you do that.

Hey.

Playing hockey with you
is the happiest I've ever been.

Please. Keep playing, Ajay.

Uncle, it's not your fault.

These predators...

they don't just groom kids,

they manipulate parents...

entire communities.

Everybody misses it.

But this moment,
right now--

...this is the moment
you can't miss.

Thank you.

I know, Dad.

I know.

I should've been stronger...

like our family.

My son...

...you are the strongest man
our family has ever had.

You talk to your sister yet?

Yeah.

Sort of.

I just, uh...

I didn't know what to say.

I get it.

Must be hard.

You never wanted your sister
to be a cop,

and now here she is...

and here you are,
and what happened happened,

so maybe it's okay
you don't how to feel...

but she's still your sister.

Breaking news
out of Surrey this morning--

long-time hockey coach
Chris Amherst

has been arrested
on charges of sexual assault.

Ajay Grewal
has given explicit consent

to use his name in reporting
this developing story.

This young man is standing up
against the culture of silence

that has plagued
the game of hockey

for far too long.

Putting his name
out there like that--

breaking the silence--

all the championships,
scoring, titles,

whatever records he breaks--

all that's nothing

compared to
what Ajay's done today.

More charges are expected

as former players,

including Surrey Sparrows legend
Grant Baxter,

continue to come forward.

Ajay's story
should be a reminder to everyone

that speaking out
is not shameful.

It's inspiring--

for others to come forward,

to start to heal.

We set Ajay up
with a counsellor

who helps survivors
of sexual abuse.

His father's
gonna attend, too.

They'll both have support.

I get why you wanted
to talk to Benji alone.

You must've known
that he was protecting Ajay.

The day before I...

fought my partner,

I found that rookie
in the washroom,

vomiting.

He was on all fours,
huddled over the toilet.

I'll never forget his face.

He was begging for help.

I saw that same look on Ajay.

Benji must've seen it too.

That why
you went to Calgary?

Yup.

The internal investigation
ended.

No charges.

The Blue Wall.

He kept his job.

I got shipped out.

I'll see you later, Sabrina.

Mom's seats?

You know I went to the Gurdwara
after I shot Jacob Ryan.

Did it help?

I'm not sure.

If you need me
for anything, Sab...

I got you.

For everything.

Hey! That was a penalty!
Come on.

Wow.
You sound like Mom right now.

I know.

Come on! Pass it!

Let's go, 19!

There it is!
There it is! There it is!

What's up?